Club de Nuit Intense Man Armaf Eau de Parfum

The first fifteen minutes are a citrus detonation tempered by smoke—lemon and bergamot spray across the skin whilst birch tar creates an almost acrid backdrop, like fruit zest scattered over a smouldering grill. The pineapple reads synthetic but jubilant, whilst blackcurrant adds a jammy, tart edge that prevents the opening from becoming too clean.

As the smoke begins to soften, a faint rose-jasmine accord attempts delicacy but is quickly overwhelmed by persistent birch and the first whispers of vanilla sweetness. The fruit recedes but never fully disappears, leaving a ghostly apple-pineapple impression that hovers behind the increasingly woody-ambery development. This phase feels transitional, caught between the pyrotechnic opening and the impending base.

Four hours in, you're left with sweetened smoke—vanilla and ambergris create a warm, slightly salty foundation whilst patchouli adds earthy darkness and musk keeps everything close to the skin. The citrus is long gone, replaced by a cosy, almost gourmand woodiness that still carries faint traces of char, like a leather jacket that's spent too many nights near an open fire.